break the way [comprehension]

Under the walls of Biyue City.

If it weren't for the faintly visible golden lines on the branches in the withered bushes beside his feet, Zuo Yong would have suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

Above the head, a blood-colored straight line tore through the entire sky, as if someone dipped in blood and compared it with a ruler.

The closer he got to the city wall of Biyue City, the more difficult Zuo Yong felt to breathe, and he seemed to have hallucinations in front of his eyes, as if something was quietly following behind him and secretly snickering in his ears, or as if he was surrounded by withered and dark bushes. Some monster was watching secretly, which made him feel frightened and dizzy.

A deep voice seemed to be pouring down from the top of the head like an ice fountain: "It's just a phantom of the magic barrier, inspire the meditation talisman!"

Zuo Yong was shocked, and then he quickly activated the talisman as he had ordered before the previous mission. Sure enough, those illusions disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. When he looked up, the thick blood line was almost overhead.

Only then did he understand in his heart that the horror just now that shook his mind even as a foundation cultivator was actually just the radiation effect of the blood line above his head. only affected.

The surrounding demonic energy is so thick that I can't feel the slightest aura at all. The monks in this group are all above the foundation building level. At this time, they hide their breath and just control their physical bodies like ordinary people. They walk slowly, and the white-clothed man strolls in front of him. Under the guidance of the guide, cross the stronghold of the demon to the south.

With the help of the Meditation Talisman, these monks were able to carefully look around without being disturbed. They saw thick blood-colored demonic energy within their field of vision. They are all withered, leaving only weird and ferocious branches stretching out to the sky, like the cursed arms of dying wailing and unwilling people stretching out to the sky, with endless ominousness.

The famous Moon Spring water in Biyue City has long since disappeared, leaving only shocking mottled ditches. Looking at the skeletons that can be seen from time to time on the ground, one or two of them even shone with the cold moonlight, Zuo Yong just Secretly feeling startled, there are still the inner sect disciples of Biyue City, who just fell to death on the side of the road, and no one even collects the corpses... If the reminder hadn't come in time, they might have become these corpses on the ground One of the bar.

He looked complicatedly at the figure in front of him who could hardly see any steps but walked calmly and gracefully, and he couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart: this is the place where the devil energy is the densest, and among them, there are not no golden core monks. Not daring to use the spiritual power of consciousness, but can only go forward step by step honestly. In such a place, it is still possible to walk around in such a leisurely way, in the world of cultivation... I really don't know how many people can do it.

In other words, there is no need for anyone to compare the opponent's cultivation base in today's comprehension world, and it has been confirmed as early as that day in the comprehension alliance.

It was rumored that on that day, the Hengxiao Sword Sect proposed to the entire cultivation world to withdraw. When the two sides disagreed, according to the practice of the cultivation world, naturally only force would decide.

But it was this graceful demeanor in white clothes that easily overwhelmed the three Nascent Souls who were recognized as having the highest cultivation in the cultivation world that day, making the entire cultivation world dumbfounded. This is a dangerous mission to go deep into Biyue City.

After the establishment of the alliance, the big monk in white in front of him was no longer just the head of the Hengxiao Sword Sect. He was already the most powerful person in the entire cultivation world. When personally leading the team, under the shock, there is also a kind of complicated and difficult to distinguish.

Thinking wildly all the way, they have already arrived under the city wall. When they arrived here, the demonic energy was already so gloomy that it was difficult to distinguish directions. The monks had already activated the defensive magic weapon: otherwise, even the foundation-building monks would only end up here. A fate of blood and flesh ablation.

After communicating with each other through sound transmission, these monks had already found out the tools provided by the Beast Master Sect in advance, and quietly touched the city wall in an orderly manner, but when they actually reached the city wall, all the monks were shocked and stayed in place:

I saw that in Biyue City, the green bushes, streams reflecting the moon, and clusters of abodes in everyone's impression have all disappeared, replaced by a huge boiling blood-colored pool, and there seem to be countless black fireworks on the huge pool. It moved faintly, and from time to time one could see ferocious and howling faces inside.

Looking down from the huge pond on the top of the mountain, one can see dense crowds of people, driven by many monsters, building some fortifications from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. The faces are numb and dull, as if their souls have been pulled away. Whipped by the demon, just like that, they kept moving around.

Zuo Yong even saw a young child, who couldn't tell whether it was a monk or a mortal, rolled away for a long time under the terrifying fist of the demon. All the wise demons around him laughed, but no human came forward. Those faces were still numb and empty, as if they couldn't see such a small child being treated so inhumanly, and they were still doing the work at hand in a daze like marionettes.

It took the child a while to stand up tremblingly. The demon kicked his foot earlier, opening and closing his mouth. Although he didn't hear the sound, he knew that he must be urging the child to get up and continue working, otherwise he would I'm going to beat him to death.

In this cruel purgatory all over the mountains and plains, Zuo Yong saw someone fall down silently, with his face buried in the ground, and there was no movement for a long time. The special demon came to pack such "things" behind him. On top of the monster chariot, the chariot was patrolling up and down the mountain, but a cup of tea had already collected a full cart, and then the cart came to the bank of the blood pool on the top of the mountain. The goods are generally poured into the pool of blood.

The demon seemed to be used to this job, and finally shook his arms skillfully, shaking off the last one or two remaining in the gaps in the car, and then pulled the empty light car and started to drive through the mountains again. patrolling.That appearance... as if he was just picking up garbage and cleaning the yard, relaxed and comfortable.

After a while, something slowly floated up in the pool of blood, one after another, drifting and floating in the boiling pool water. After the black flame suddenly receded, pairs of scarlet eyes opened, and it was impressive One by one mutant monsters!

These mutated demons crawled numbly into the bleeding pool, followed the intelligent demons who came to lead the army, and honestly did the most humble work, no matter how much the intelligent demons beat, scolded, tortured and killed them, they would remain motionless—even The last bit of anger was gone.

This is all over the mountains and plains... Such a tragic situation is so vivid that the eyes exposed on the city wall seem to be burning. It seems that life is no longer life here, and every member of the same family has become a beast. Kill and eat meat when you are tired, never waste a little bit of value...

Zuo Yong's hands had already made fingerprints on the city wall of Biyue City, and his lips and teeth were full of bloody breath without realizing it. At this time, he had already given all the advice secretly given by the elders of the sect to protect himself and his fellow sects before he left. Forget it!

If the alliance hadn't ignored all objections and insisted on implementing this resolution, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to see this cruel scene happening in this world!

Those who are being treated like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep all over the mountains and plains in front of them are their fellow clansmen!

At this moment, no matter which sect they came from, no matter what their original thoughts were when they set off, seeing such a scene, the surging anger in their chests had already made them tremble uncontrollably. Someone sacrificed a magic weapon and killed the general without hesitation.

At this moment, a voice said faintly: "The mission has begun, remember to complete it."

Zuo Yong nodded fiercely, but suddenly realized, no...why did this voice, this voice come from voice instead of sound transmission?

In front of them, the huge blood pool seemed to sense something. The blood pool that was just boiling silently suddenly surged, and above the blood pool, the black flame that had dissipated suddenly blazed again!

Then, all the monks saw that Sheng Xue in white clothes stepped on the black flame of the blood pool in the blink of an eye.

Compared with the black flames of blood pools that are so powerful that they seem to be engulfing the world, that bit of white clothes is as small and fragile as a weak candle in a strong wind, and it is like a small boat in a huge wave. will be completely devoured.

It is obvious that the contrast between strength and weakness is so dramatic, but in the base camp of demons, with the continuous support of demonic energy overhead, this blood pool seems to be facing some life-and-death enemy. The monsters also seemed to have received some terrible news, and they dropped everything at hand, and came straight to the blood pool without hesitation—actually, they acted like they would risk their lives to protect them!

Seeing this situation, Zuo Yong looked at Xin Qiuping who was on the side, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Xiao has distracted the main force of the demons... You and I must not disappoint his good intentions."

Anyone who sees the stance of those monsters concentrating all their power will know that this battle is probably going to be difficult. No matter how perfect Xiao Chen is, he will never be able to break through under the siege of so many monsters... Zuo Yong dare not Thinking about it any longer is just forcing yourself to focus on the task in front of you.

Xin Qiuping, who was in front of him, looked at him with each other, both of them were heavy, but also firm: No matter what, Xiao Chen's adventure cannot be wasted!

"Team A! Follow me!"

"Team B, keep up!!!"

These dozens of monks quickly divided into two teams, bypassed the blood pool along the city wall, and slammed into the purgatory below!

It's not that they haven't fought with monsters before, but under the current situation, everyone has given up life and death, as if all their mana has been aroused, attacks and spells are pouring down on all the monsters along the way like flowing water. It was overwhelming.

Until...they met the first Terran.

When Zuo Yong saw the rickety old man staring at them blankly, he sighed in his heart, but he took him into a silver magic weapon without hesitation: time is limited, he doesn't know how long Xiao Chen can last, You can only do your best and do your best.

The same is true for Xin Qiuping on the other side. The silver magic weapon in his hand has collected all his fellow clansmen. As an inner disciple of Chunshanchi, he knows better. This magic weapon is not easy to come by. Beast Sect spared no effort to create "no need to worry about storage".

The name... is naturally weird, but its strength should not be underestimated. It can absorb living things for a short time, which completely subverts the understanding of the entire cultivation world. Now that this thing is in his hands, it must be worth it. Save as many people as you can!

Behind them, the blood pool set off huge waves, surging and roaring from time to time. The terrifying momentum made the surrounding demonic energy depressed for a few minutes. The continuous momentum meant that Xiao Chen was in danger anytime. , but at the same time it means that at least the blood pool can't do anything to him, Xiao Chen, he is still alive.

That voice not only made all the monks tremble with fear, but also made them tremble with fear. For a moment, they didn't know what to expect. All they could do was to do their best like this time, without too many demons interfering. When the opportunity arises, try to save as many people of the same race as possible.

Among the sluggish crowd all over the mountains and plains, after such a shocking change, most of the human race seemed to be stunned. Without the supervision of monsters, they just stared blankly, motionless, as if immersed in some kind of illusion, with a blurred expression.

A monk at the foot of the mountain, after staring blankly at the bloody waves on the top of the mountain and the silver light on the mountainside, suddenly shouted: "Someone is here to save us, big guy, do it!!!"

After all, it was the brilliance between the eyes, and although the faint aura was weak, it was still an out-and-out Golden Core cultivator!

This cultivator seems to be very prestigious, but his roar caused the mountains and plains to be filled. Many cultivators came to their senses and started fighting with the surrounding monsters. However, they have been eroded by the demonic energy for a long time, and their physical strength is unbearably weak. It is a resistance with all its strength, but it is limited. This kind of resistance has attracted the attention of the rescue monsters by the blood pool. Many wise monsters roared and rushed down to control the situation. For a while, many resisting monks were attacking Being directly shot to death, the fire of depression and anger in the chests of Zuo Yong and Xin Qiuping was about to burst out.

But a single spark can start a prairie fire. When the first person or the second person stood up to resist, they would naturally be extinguished in the blink of an eye. When expressing such an aura, even monsters would be terrified: how dare these animals resist? !

Dozens of people like Zuo Yong and Xin Qiuping had risked their lives at this time, and their fellow clansmen, who were weak at first glance, did not hesitate to include them in "You don't have to worry about receiving them from now on". After a while, he quickly gathered those monks who dared to resist but had no strength, and gradually gathered into a torrent that even the demons were a little afraid of.

As more and more members of the same race were rescued and more and more monks joined in, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear, and on the top of the mountain, the extremely angry pool of blood rolled endlessly in the distance, and no one could see it clearly What exactly happened in the gloomy blood pool, but a helpless resentment could be heard from the movement of the blood pool.

Then, without knowing what Xiao Chen did, the blood pool let out a stern roar, and in the next moment, the blood pool that was originally rushing to the sky rolled to the side without hesitation, surrounded by countless wise monsters. While screaming, the blood pool actually involved countless monsters into the pool.

In the next second, a blood-colored figure slowly rose from the blood pool. At this time, the blood pool could no longer see the original entity, only the huge figure seemed to have a blood pool flowing in it. signs.

As soon as the bloody figure took shape, it couldn't wait to gather all its strength into its fist, and with a roar that no one could understand, it slammed fiercely at the white figure in midair.

And Xiao Chen's lips just showed a cold arc: "Want my life? Hah."

Amidst the earth-shattering bang, Zuo and Xin had already converged in one place covered in blood and scars, and there was no time to take a rest. Hearing the loud noise, the two ordered at the same time without hesitation: "Run! !"

That kind of series of head-to-head confrontation, the involvement of small shrimps like them is not even cannon fodder, it can only be regarded as dust!

However, how could the monsters chasing them all over the mountains and plains be willing to reconcile—this group of monks also brought a lot of labor with them, so they naturally chased after them without hesitation.

In the midst of running hard, there was a shrill roar behind them that made everyone's hair stand on end. They were about to kneel on the ground, and the monster behind them completely succeeded. A moon-white figure was like a big bird descending from the sky. Elegantly and gorgeously passing through the low altitude, all the monks seemed to be caught in a breeze, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only those chasing intelligent monsters behind them looked at each other blankly, and everyone heard their screams in the blood pool just now: "Who are you?!!!"

Judging by the customs of monsters, there is even a faint trembling and fear in this roar, but it is just some low-level livestock. Why, even that adult is so afraid?They are still asking about the other party's background...?

But under the demonic pressure naturally brought out by this roar, all the monsters couldn't help but soften their feet, and the blood surge actually involved all of these monsters, and they were devoured without even a single wave, leaving only the remaining The other monsters in the room became more and more trembling, not daring to speculate.

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Compared to Xiao Chen's chicness crushed by his strength, Du Ziteng is much harder.

Among the thousands of miles of ice, their trekking in this line is simply masochistic.

Du Ziteng poured down a pot of Hehe wine with a bitter face, feeling that he had finally become conscious.

Wen Renling pouted his mouth and said: "I already told the senior brother, don't bring him here, look, it's a hindrance."

Du Ziteng gave him a sideways look, but Wen Renling made a silly grimace on that pretty face.

And Shen Ren on the side yawned before holding down Wenren Ling Chuanyin: "Okay, don't mess around, we'll be there soon."

Du Ziteng put away his flagon and continued to move forward slowly, panting.

Among them, it is true that Du Ziteng's cultivation level is the lowest, without Xiao Chen's dominance, performing the same task naturally has higher requirements on the average level of monks.

He Lianyuan couldn't help but send a voice transmission to Du Ziteng: "Sect Master Du, I think your talisman level may have reached the level that no one in the cultivation world has ever been able to match. Why don't you want to retreat and attack your cultivation?"

He Lianyuan himself is recognized as the number one talisman master in the cultivation world, and when he said such words, he did not intend to flatter or exaggerate, but sincerely.After the establishment of the alliance, he went to the Great Wall once due to a mission, and observed the landscape patterns on the Great Wall. At that time, he retreated for several months. .

The rumors in the cultivation world couldn't agree on whether He Lianyuan's sigh was true or false, but Du Ziteng's awesome landscape pattern made the whole cultivation world gossip.

Judging by the attitude of He Lianyuan and Du Ziteng's answer now, whether it is true or false... I am afraid it is unnecessary to say.

It's no wonder that He Lianyuan finds it strange that a person who can draw that kind of pattern has reached the realm, and only needs to practice. Many people in the cultivation world have practiced too much and have not yet reached the realm. Maybe serious retreat can make the cultivation base On a higher level, why didn't this Sect Master Du do it?Could it be that deliberate suppression of the realm is an ulterior motive?

In the end, Du Ziteng sighed extremely sadly, causing He Lianyuan to shiver deeply: "Do you think I don't want to? Are you free???"

Not to mention the moment when Yun Hengfeng disappeared and just entered the Secret Realm of Breaking Dawn. Later, when he found out that there was a shortage of supplies in the secret realm and had to create financial resources from the outside world to support the operation of the Sword Sect, Du Ziteng's energy was spent on how to make a living in the bloody mouth. In the beginning, and later, the demon war, Bixue's crime, and the full-scale invasion began... Now, the alliance has merged, and as the proposer, it is difficult for Du Ziteng to get away from all kinds of nonsense things, so it is logical to become more and more Busy, thinking about it now, I am really tired and dizzy.

Things are going on here, and it must be settled down.

Du Ziteng secretly made up his mind.

Soon, the group of them could no longer concentrate on thinking about these trivial matters. When they saw the blood-steaming ice peak from a distance, everyone couldn't help but gasped. It should be extremely holy. Under the transpiration of the blood-colored demonic energy, the snowy peak of the ice field is so evil and strange.

Du Ziteng murmured: "If I knew it earlier, I should have sent MTs to attack here..."

Without a strong MT to pull hatred, it is estimated that their group of DPS will be a bit difficult.

In Du Ziteng's sound transmission, there was no sense of difficulty at all: "Okay, if there are no accidents, follow the plan!"

He and He Lianyuan looked at each other, each led a team and acted separately.

Although there is no MT to escort them with strong hatred...but there are two top talisman masters in the entire cultivation world in this team!